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  May 2017 Lisle K Brook
There exists a place on earth
Where one can find true peace
A place away from stress and pain
A place where all of it will cease

For some, it's near the ocean
That a calm can always be found
The waves carry all the stress away
With that familiar relaxing sound

The coolness of the water,
And the warmth of sunny rays,
It doesn't take very long at all
Before the world melts away

For others it's the forest
That sets their mind at ease
The world feels completely still
When you're surrounded by tall trees

The air somehow feels calmer
It smells remarkably fresh
Some birds tweet in the distance
And your thoughts again can mesh

So often we get caught up
In the worries of the day
We forget to worry about ourselves
And take some time away

So whether you go alone
Or with someone you hold dear
Make sure to find the time you need
To make your head feel clear
I have had such horrible writers block for a few months now. Every time I tried to sit down to write a poem, I couldn't come up with any inspiration. Then when I finally did, I couldn't put them into the right words. The result was confusing poems that I didn't really feel that proud of.
Happy to say that after some much needed time away, the poem came to me and I am proud of it. Starting the new year back on track with some relaxation and some poetry. Hope you all enjoyed it, and can find time to relax and clear your heads in the near future :) <3
  May 2017 Lisle K Brook
Out of the night that covers me,
      Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
      For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
      I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
      My head is ******, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
      Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
      Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
      How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
      I am the captain of my soul.
One of my favorites! Fell in love with this poem when I was in high school.
  Nov 2016 Lisle K Brook
The Dedpoet
All the silence does not mean
You are alone,
It is the world waiting for you
To listen;
And in the darkness you are
Found by the light
Of your hope.

And in the tears of your
Pain you are born,
There you become stronger
And it creates order.

Pick up your flesh as your spirit
And speak your happiness
As if the tip of your tongue
Was the mountain's peak
Speaking at the sky,
The burden is a caged bird
And only the conscious can set
It free.
And sing to yourself so that
You know you are never alone
In your body.

Know that your crazy is beautiful
Because it makes you YOU,
Wear your skin like
Your cozy blanket and cuddle
In the warmth of yourself.
     You are not broken,
But scattered like the night
With pieces like stars shining,
    Open your pain and yourself
To the wound of the world and heal
Whatever you choose.
Lisle K Brook Jun 2016
I sit here wanting to cry;
I definitely know why.
I feel like I want to die,
Others see a smile on my face,
But it's just a lie.
Why does life hammer me so much?
I turn to alcohol as a crutch.
Why do I feel so sad?
I no longer do things that make me glad.
Must I forever endure this strife?
Is it possible to once again enjoy life?
I struggle with guilt and sadness over my son's suicide. I am thankful for my supportive wife and two wonderful daughters that love me. This was written during my depression following my son’s death. It took me 2 years to get over it.
Lisle K Brook Mar 2016
The world around you seems to shine,
The air you breath seems pure and fine.
No hard feelings, no bitterness--
Just kind feelings and happiness.

The feathery bird swings a sweet song;
Kindness to others is never wrong.
Love develops and gently grows
Until it blossoms like a lovely rose.

The sun shines so hot and bright,
It penetrates darkness and turns it to light.
Trees grow green with leafy spread,
The ones in dark fall rotten and dead.

All this, God be willing
For those who adopt a simple feeling.
Many will fall, weak and blind,
Those that live will be humble and kind.
Lisle K Brook Feb 2016
Unconditional love.
A gift from above.
A soft belly to scratch.
A wagging tail to playfully ******.
Big sloppy tongue licks.
Occasionally a few ticks.
A best friend - totally loyal.
A beautiful hair coat oh so Royal!
Appreciate this wonderful gift,
When you're down, they give you a lift.
Play with your dog and feel the exhilaration
Of a love that exceeds all expectation.
Dogs want you to be happy, they work hard to this end.
So repay their love, and be their best friend.
A friend you take care of through thick and thin.
A loving friend to the very end.  

When my son died I sat next to his grave one day and started crying. My
3 dogs sensed my sadness. One lay down at my back and leaned against my back. One laid on my right side and put her head in my lap, the other did the same on my left side. This compassionate act will always be with me.
Lisle K Brook Jan 2016
Happiness is a choice they say;
I think I'll make that choice today!

I must include you in my choice you see,
Because happiness can only be if you are with me!

As the trees are green, and the sky is blue,
I choose happiness today because of you!
In 64 years of life, I found it is difficult to be happy without a friend, a spouse, someone to be happy with! This poem is for my wife of 41 years.
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